He stepped forward and drew a piece of paper with 16 written on it.
Fourth is Gon, followed by Killua, then Kurapika, and then Leorio.
Aito looked at the number plate with 16 numbers written on it in his hand and blinked.
If it's 16, it's Mr. Dongba's number plate.
Is your test just to kill the opponent?
His eyes fell silently on Dongba not far away.
The examiner with a pineapple haircut and orange sunglasses announced loudly:
"The next exam content, the rules are as follows -
The numbers drawn in your hands are your goals for this assessment.
As long as you get six points, you pass.
The number plate of a specific target person is worth three points, while the candidate's own number plate is also worth three points, and the number plates of other candidates are worth one point.
In other words, as long as you keep your own number plate and get the target's number plate, you can get six points."
The exam location is on this Jing'er Island, and the exam time is one week, and you can't leave until one week later."
After the examiner announced the rules, all candidates present took off their number tags and hid them for fear that others would know their exam numbers.
Aito looked at them in a daze as they did this. He didn't quite understand why they were doing this, but he still followed their example and took off his number plate and put it inside Dafu's clothes.
Obviously everyone has worked together on Battleship Island before. After staying for so long, they should be familiar with their respective test numbers, right? Is there any use in hiding them now?
Is it some rule that he doesn't know?
As for the number plate attached to the chest of Dafu's black coat, he did not take it off.
Because of the number 402, no one was drawn.
And Dafu itself is not counted among the candidates.
"When I get the number plate again, I'll give it to you, Cookie." Aito said, looking at the Shiba Inu squatting at his feet.
He has a number plate, Dafu also has a number plate, and the cookie needs one too.
"Woof!" Cookie opened his mouth and shouted happily.
After the examiner announced the rules, the woman pushing the cart, perhaps the assistant, also spoke.
"In view of your excellent performance in the past, we have decided to reward you with a direct promotion to the next level in the next exam. In other words, if you fail this time, you can come next year." She said with a very enthusiastic smile.
Then I faced the indifferent and numb eyes of a group of candidates.
The smile on the assistant lady's face could hardly be held back.
"What a great reward! If you take part again next year, your chances of passing will definitely be higher than others." The white-haired boy wearing sunglasses applauded and said in a sincere tone.
"Yes, that's it." The assistant lady immediately returned to smiling.
The ship continued towards an unknown destination.
The candidates scattered in twos and threes.
"I just need to get the number plate, not kill that person. I guessed wrong." Aito glanced at Dongba's back again.
It seems that there is no need to strike first and kill Mr. Magician in advance.
"As long as we can get the number plate, it doesn't matter whether the target person lives or dies." A boy with white hair stood beside him and said.
"What? You already know who your target is?" Killua followed the other person's gaze and saw Dongba's back.
"Well, we have found the target." Aito nodded.
"Well, it's that guy, then you're really lucky." Killua said, holding the back of his head with his hands.
Judging from his tone, it was obvious that he didn't take Dongba seriously.
"I don't know who my target is yet, and I don't know whose target I am..." Killua said irritably.
"But my goal is not Xiaojie, nor is it You." He said.
"I know." Aito nodded, looking completely trusting.
Killua's target is one of the triplets.
Xiaojie's target is Hisoka.
Hisoka's target is Aito himself.
Aito knows it all.
"Then, let's count three, two, and one and share the numbers we drew together." Killua suggested.
"Okay." Aito nodded.
"Yes." Xiaojie nodded in agreement, but his expression was a little sad at the moment.
"Three - two - one." When Killua read one, the three of them spread out their palms, with the number cards drawn by each other in their palms.
199,44,16.
"...You picked Hisoka." Killua looked at the number in Gon's hand and was silent for a moment, his tone was very helpless.
"...Hmm." Xiaojie's tone was also very helpless.
"The number 199 is..." Gon looked at the number plate in Killua's hand with confusion in his eyes.
"I don't know." Killua said casually, hanging upside down on the railing.
"Aito's number 16 is Mr. Dongba." Xiaojie said, looking at the number plate in Aito's hand.
"That guy must be easy to deal with." Killua asked Aito confidently.
"Well, it should be easy." Aito nodded.
Mr. Dongba really doesn’t have the feeling of being a strong man.
Among all the candidates, the only ones who gave him the impression of being strong were Mr. Magician and Mr. Nail.
"As for Gon... come on, if it doesn't work, just get three other people's number plates." Killua looked at Gon, hesitated to speak, and finally said this.
Because there is really a big difference in strength between Hisoka and them.
"Yeah." Xiaojie smiled a little firmly.
"Don't worry, there's nothing to be afraid of. I feel like Mr. Magician is a good person and he probably won't kill Xiaojie." Aito thought for a while and said.
Because of Mr. Magician’s attitude towards Xiaojie, I have a strange feeling.
It's just like……
How does Brother Grenada feel about him?
Feeling like you can’t wait to grow up?
So he shouldn't kill Xiaojie before he grows up.
"Is Hisoka being a good guy some kind of horrible joke?" Killua complained.
This guy is really brave enough to speak out.
But anyway...
"Stay alive, Gon." Killua said and left on his skateboard.
"Yes!" Xiaojie nodded affirmatively and gave a thumbs up.
He will definitely survive and get a hunter's license.
The sparkling light on the sparkling sea is like the shining will and determination of the young man.
The boat carrying the candidates finally stopped on a small island.
"Welcome to this examination room - Beier Island." The assistant lady stood on the edge of the ship's gangplank and said with a smile.
"The order of landing on the island is also based on the order in which you clear the trap tower."
"Then first, please invite candidate Sisuo to go to the island." She looked at Sisuo.
The red-haired magician landed on the island quietly and eerily, and quickly disappeared from everyone's sight.
"Then, in two minutes, please ask the second candidate to land on the island."
"The order in which each candidate lands on the island must be separated by two minutes," the assistant lady informed.
Soon, figures one after another landed on the island and disappeared.
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